Author: Benjamin Webb, 1820-85; Thomas à Kempis, 1380-1471 Hymnal: Worship Supplement #750 (1969) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 O Love, how deep, how broad, how high,
How passing thought and fantasy,
That God, the Son of God, should take
Our mortal form for mortals' sake!
2 He sent no angel to our race
Of higher or of lower place,
But wore the robe of human frame,
And he himself to this world came.
3 Nor willed he only to appear,
His pleasure was to tarry here;
And God and Man with man would be
The space of thirty years and three.
4 For us baptized, for us he bore
His holy fast and hungered sore;
For us temptation sharp he knew,
For us the Tempter overthrew.
5 For us he prayed, for us he taught,
For us his daily works he wrought,
By words and signs and actions thus
Still seeking not himself, but us.
6 For us to wicked men betrayed,
Scourged, mocked, in crown of thorns arrayed;
He bore the shameful cross and death,
For us he gave his dying breath.
7 For us he rose from death again,
For us he went on high to reign;
For us he sent his Spirit here,
To guide, to strengthen, and to cheer.
8 In this great triumph of our King
To God on high all praise we bring,
To him all thanks and laud give we,
The ever-blessèd Trinity. Amen. Topics: The Trinity The Redeemer Tune Title: DEO GRACIAS
O Love, How Deep, How Broad, How High